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I grew up in Oak Ridge. The facilities that still exist there pull in top minds from all over the world. It is a very culturally diverse population at this point. Oh, and when I was in junior high, we didn't have to run our usual mile on Wednesdays for a whole spring because they found uranium buried on our school grounds. Fun times.

Most of the houses in the older "planned" section of town are smallish and uniform. Housing was provided to the workers who came to work at the plants. Also, the way the town sits in a valley, there were not too many ways in and out of town. The old guard stations are still present on either end of the turnpike that runs through the center of the valley.

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